"OK bro," Evil smiles, "let's do this. Start off easy or..."

"Start strong," I reply, "the faster I master this odd ablity I have, the better."

"You sure?" Evil asks cracking open a cheese flavored soda, "gonna be honest bro, you're not looking to good."

"I'm fine," I lie, "I have a job to do. I.T. Must be stopped."

"I can see where this is going," Evil sighs, "you need to stop. You're killing yourself."

"I have no reason to live, so you gonna help me or not?"

"No. Uncannoned, I've always viewed you like a little brother, and I can't bear to see you like this. This is an intervention. If you don't end this obsession I will have to stop you."

"Fine, we'll settle this the old fashioned way."

Evil finishes their soda and draws their hammer. They lunge at me. I do not avoid the attack. Who ever said it was canon? They crushs me with a single blow... But it's not canon. I take the oppertunity to stab them in the chest with my scythe. What should have left a gash leaves only a scratch... I can't win this, can I? Think, you can change the canon, and you're stronger in the abyss... Could I... Make my attacks stronger?

I change the canon to make that little scratch fatal. I almost completely disappear from exsistince as Evil falls, dead. I remember that Reaper was a hollow. I wonder if the ablity to absorb souls passed on to me?

I grab Evil's soul and absorb it. My power grows and my own soul stabilizes.

I question what I've done, but then remember, I can never atone. I can never have a happy ending. The best I can hope for, is that the new blood on my hands washes out the old blood. I may not be able to face I.T. yet, but I'm stronger now. Just have to make sure the others don't notice. I have to be stronger, keep training. Evil is dead, and The End shall soon follow...